Be Prudent, And If You Hear, *

There Are No More Thorough Prudes Than Those Who Have Some Little Secret To Hide.

Admiration And Familiarity Are Strangers.

God Has Written In The Law Of Nature That When Two People Are Joined In Love Or Friendship, One Must Always Give His Heart More Perfectly Than The Other.

The Brain Is A Tool That Gets Rusty Without Constant, Albeit Moderate, Exercise.

We Do Not Precisely Enjoy Liberty At The Figaro. M. De Latouche, Our Worthy Director (ah! You Should Know The Fellow), Is Always Hanging Over Us, Cutting, Pruning, Right Or Wrong, Imposing Upon Us His Whims, His Aberrations, His Fancies, And We Have To Write As He Bids.